v3 Chapter 636： Chickpea flower (2)

The chicken soup Jiang Weiming dealt with for most of the day.

During his entire process of making clear soup, Jiang Xiaoran ate breakfast, ate lunch, played with his mobile phone, and wrote a few procedures, which solved some original bugs and added new ones.

Jiang Feng personally watched the two-pot orange chicken soup gradually become clear and translucent in Jiang Weiming's hands, the impurities disappeared, the color faded, and finally the two-pot chicken soup that looked like clear water exudes an attractive fresh fragrance.

uncanny workmanship.

The clear soup was not made until close to dinner. The clear soup is the most difficult part of the whole chickpea flower, and it also reflects the chef's cooking skills. After making two pots of clear soup, Jiang Weiming did not immediately make chicken velvet. Instead, he put the two pots of clear soup in the refrigerator and started making dinner.

Jiang Weiming's whole person seemed to be locked in the kitchen, and he was busy between the stoves all day.

Jiang Xiaoran came out of the room after changing the bug and wanted to go to the refrigerator to eat something. After entering the kitchen, he saw the shape of the sleeves and apron on Jiang Weiming's clothes was no different from noon. Busy.

"Grandpa, wouldn't you be cooking that chicken soup all afternoon?" Jiang Xiaoran asked.

"The clear soup is so expensive, you need someone to stare at it when you do it," said Jiang Weiming.

Jiang Xiaoran took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator: "We do n’t have to make it so fine at home. It ’s delicious. Originally, my mother cooked the chicken and put it in a saucepan. Let Before I go to bed, I just press the stew pot to keep it warm. You do n’t have to stay by the next time you stew chicken. Just go to the living room and watch TV. If you are afraid you forget the time, tell me and I will set an alarm . "

Jiang Xiaoran didn't know what it was because he hadn't eaten chickpea flowers. He thought it was chicken stew with chicken stew.

"What I am making is that the soup is not chicken soup. It's different." Jiang Weiming didn't explain too much. Anyway, when Jiang Xiaoran saw the real thing, he would understand.

After dinner, Jiang Weiming did not make chickpeas for the first time, but walked downstairs with Jiang Xiaoran. Jiang Feng can see from Jiang Xiaoran's sluggish expression that he should not like walking.

Taking a walk with grandpa is the duty of every filial grandson.

The old residential area where Jiang Yong's house is located is not large. Jiang Weiming walked around the residential area two times. When he was about to go back, he went to a small supermarket near the community to buy two bags of flour.

"Grandpa, don't make dumplings at night. You see, it's almost 8 o'clock now, and what chickpea flower do you have to do when you go back. If you make dumplings again, you might be busy until eleven or two." Jiang Xiaoran mentioned Flour advised.

"Then do n’t wrap it up. I ’ll put some stuffing in the refrigerator and wait for your mom to be free for two days and ask your mom to make dumplings for you." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

In fact, he does not have to make dumplings. He just wants to fill up the refrigerator before leaving, leaving more traces of Jiang Yong's stay.

However, after a busy day, Jiang Wei was clearly tired, too many years of not making high-grade clear soup made him underestimate the degree of time-consuming and labor-intensive high-grade clear soup, which is why he didn't continue to make chickpeas immediately after finishing the clear soup.

After climbing the building, Jiang Weiming was even a little bit pant, and seemed really tired.

When Jiang Weiming and Jiang Xiaoran returned home, Jiang Yong and the couple had already returned. There was an open lunch box on the table. Obviously, the two of them returned from the unit's canteen.

"Dad, I just saw two pots in the refrigerator smelling some soup-like water. Did you make them today?" Lin Juan was washing the dishes in the kitchen and saw Jiang Weiming and Jiang Xiaoran come back and asked.

Jiang Weiming was still breathing, and found a nearby chair to sit down and said, "That's the broth I hanged this afternoon. Don't clean up the kitchen first. I'll make chickpeas later, when I mess up the kitchen again. You have to pack it again. "

"Chickpea flower?" Jiang Yongwen came out of the room, still holding a pen in his right hand.

"Dad, did you make chickpeas today?"

"It hasn't been done yet, everything is ready, and the soup has just been finished before dinner." Jiang Weiming said.

"Grandpa stays in the kitchen today," Jiang Xiaoran added.

"Don't make it. That dish is so troublesome. It will be a bowl when it is eaten. It will be worthless if you finish it in a few minutes." Jiang Yongdao, "You will be back to Beiping tomorrow. This thing is not finished. Besides, going back to Peiping for a few hours along the way, today you should go to bed early and rest well, don't waste that effort making chickpeas. "

Jiang Yong obviously doesn't support Jiang Weiming making chickpeas while climbing a building and panting for a long time.

"I just thought that I was leaving tomorrow, so I deliberately hanged the clear soup and wanted to make chickpeas for you. I haven't done anything good for you for so long after the Chinese New Year. The clear soup has been prepared. The next steps are not so troublesome. It will be done soon. "Jiang Weiming still wants to do it.

"It is not troublesome, it takes eight or nine hours to hang the clear soup, and the rest will take an hour or two. It is estimated to be 10 o'clock when finished." Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan are not clear about chickpea flowers, and Jiang Yong as a gourmet magazine The editor couldn't understand any more, "You still have to pack your luggage. It's estimated that you will get 12 o'clock after this busy. Listen to me, don't do it, don't let yourself be worn out by then."

When Lin Juan heard this Douhua was so troublesome, he quickly agreed: "Yes, don't do it."

Jiang Xiaoran stood at the door holding the flour and was afraid to speak. Although he really wanted to eat it, he also felt that there was no need to spend so much effort and energy to make a dish, especially when Jiang Wei was so old next year.

Seeing that both his son and daughter-in-law were blocking, Jiang Wei was obviously a bit lost, and said, "I was thinking about making you some dumplings and stuffing dumplings tonight."

Jiang Yong was anxious at once: "Dad, what are you doing that time? Did n’t you leave some dumplings in the last package and did n’t finish it? Now you have water in the water heater, you can take a bath first, and then let Xiao Ran help I packed my bags together and went to bed earlier today. "

Lin Juan noticed something in Jiang Weiming's expression, and stared at Jiang Yong with a stern glance, trying to give him a hint, and motioned him to shut up quickly. However, Jiang Yong did not notice Lin Juan's eyes at all, and went to the bathroom to prepare to adjust the water heater after speaking.

Seeing the suggestion was useless, Lin Juan could only raise her voice to make it clear.

"I think dumplings are okay, Dad, let's make dumplings tonight!" Lin Juan chanted.

Although Jiang Weiming didn't show his face, Jiang Feng could see that he should be very happy at this moment.

"Bags ... dumplings?" Jiang Yong had not yet responded to what kind of medicine Linjuan Gourd was selling.

"It just happened that the dumplings at home were almost finished. I'll knead the dough first. Xiaoran, please help your grandfather to pack up the luggage. After packing the things, dad, come and adjust the stuffing. Tonight we will make dumplings in the living room and watch the TV , The whole family. "Lin Juan said.

"Oh." Jiang Xiaoran received the instructions and put the flour on the ground to help Jiang Weiming pack his luggage ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Weiming nodded and entered the room with Jiang Xiaoran.

"What kind of dumplings do you make well? In the future, we will all eat in the cafeteria or not at home. What do dumplings do?" Jiang Yong asked.

Lin Juan didn't hold back his glance: "You are still the editor-in-chief dealing with people every day, you can't see it? Dad, who suddenly wanted to cook a meal for us, but he was walking away a little bit reluctantly but embarrassed to say When I came out, I just wanted to cook the soup you just mentioned, which will hang for eight or nine hours. "

"The dumplings are not tiring, everyone sits and chats while watching TV. It's a big time for Xiao Ran to get up early. Don't go downstairs to buy buns and eat dumplings at home in the morning."

"I don't think I'm blindly delaying my time and I'm afraid he's tired." Jiang Yong explained.

Lin Juan shook her head helplessly to get the flour that Jiang Xiaoran just put on the ground: "Forget it, I don't know yet? You haven't changed this problem for so many years. There are outsiders okay. If only the family members you and dad The tone of speech becomes particularly aggressive. "

"How many years have passed and you still look like this."

"Did I have a strong tone just now?"

"Would you like to have a chance next time I take your phone and record it for you to listen to? Dad is actually nothing. Since I married you, he hasn't asked us for a penny for his own reasons. It ’s all cooked at home and waited for us to go back. Even if it was too eccentric in the past few years, it was mainly because your brother and Jiang Zhe were too mixed up. You should change the problem. ”Lin Juan put the flour on the table to find The basin was ready to knead.

"Oh." Jiang Yong reluctantly.

"By the way, what about the two pots of soup in the refrigerator? Didn't you just say that the two pots of soup will take eight or nine hours?" Lin Juan asked.

"Let's see what Dad means." Jiang Yong returned to the room.